The fabulously talented Gena Showalter lays out and slays a few demons of her own ...Some days it seems like everything that can go wrong, does. Case in point. I wake up one morning. I stretch, I smile, I happily drink my vanilla, white chocolate latte. The sun is shining, and the air is laden with summer scents. How wonderful this day is, I think.
Yeah. I should have known at that point I was destined to travel to the fiery depths of hell at warp speed. Maybe even molecular transfer. Just boom, all systems fried. However, I’m happy to say I learned a few important lessons from my visit with the Prince of Darkness. It’s now my pleasure to share them with you.
Do not try to get to that last gulp of your latte by opening the lid and chugging. You will spill what’s left down your favorite shirt.
Do not open the front door (while you’re in mid-shirt change) because someone impatiently rings your door bell and you assume it’s your husband (who has probably forgotten something – again!) since he only just left. Do tell your dad hi, though, before slamming the door in his face.
Do not ask your new neighbor when her baby is due. She probably isn’t pregnant.
Do not leave your house to buy a chocolate cake (to drown your sorrows) and lock your keys in your car. I think it goes without saying that you shouldn’t leave your cell phone at home.
And finally, do not allow your husband to take you out to dinner later so you can forget the day ever happened only to leave the restroom with, you guessed it, a line of toilet paper streaming behind your shoe.
If these tips save anyone from making a huge fool of themselves, or save anyone from agonizing pain, well, it still wasn’t worth it for me.
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Gena Showalter is the author of Awaken Me Darkly, a darkly seductive alien huntress book on sale now! Visit her website at
www.genashowalter.com
Or this one, which happened years ago, but still lives in my memory: My husband had driven me to work, and I put my venti nonfat latte on the roof of the car as I bent back in to gather my stuff from the floorboard. Apparently, that curved roof was just a little too curved. ACK! I was suddenly drenched -- hair, suit, shoes, the works -- with coffee and steamed milk. Needless to say, I was half an hour late for that morning's deposition. Ugh!!!
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Oh, and Gena, I read about the "ass kissing" thing this morning, and it was all I could do not to go drag my daughter out of bed so I could check the book she probably slept with under her pillow last night. I finally found it at Borders and bought it, and she was still up at 11:00 p.m. last night (WAAYYYY past bedtime) with her nose in it. :-)
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